Adam took his hand back when the answer Alec gave him was little better than a platitude. He didn’t go far, simply resting his hands on the bed between them, still near to Alec’s hand.

All the same, he couldn’t fault Alec for it. Adam had spent all his life focused on surviving and building something above and beyond mere survival. He’d had no time for fun or relationships. He hadn’t had time for friends, either, but Gansey’s friendship was valuable enough to him that he made compromises for it.

“You know there’s an inherent contradiction in that?” Adam asked, and as soon as he said it, he wished he hadn’t. It was one of those things that always started fights with Gansey, Adam’s unwillingness to accept hypocrisy. But since he’d said it, he had to elaborate. “What’s best for your parents versus what’s best for the Institute. Your duty as a Shadowhunter versus keeping your siblings safe.” He paused, wishing again that he hadn’t crossed that line.